Murder Song
The god, the gun, the vasoline
You dirty pig I'm cuming inside you
The pain, the fear,
The flash, the scream,
You dirty whores I'll murder all of you
I monster living sin
I hate myself the way it slips in
Taste the black it's on my lips
So I can cum again, again
Little death will run inside you
Little death will run inside you
Little death will run inside you
Little death will murder all of you
Murders, Murders, Murders, Murder, Suicide
Little death will surely find you (repeat x3)
I devil done with you,
I want the breath you hold inside you
Lust for trashy filthy whores
My love for sin
The need for more
The god, the gun, the vasoline
You dirty pig I'm cuming inside you
The pain, the fear,
The flash, the scream,
You dirty whores I'll murder all of you
Murders, Murders, Murders, Murder, Suicide
Little death will surely find you (repeat x3)
Murder, suicide every single one of us
The devil inside
Murder, suicide every single one of us
Are going to die
